Xiao Chengyi's pupils suddenly widened, deeply sensing the approach of death, cold sweat trickling down his forehead, and his heartbeat almost leaping to his throat.
In the next instant, Shen Ruoxi sheathed her treasure sword and kicked out fiercely.
Xiao Chengyi only felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, having been directly hit by Shen Ruoxi's kick.
She used all her strength in this kick, sending Xiao Chengyi retreating continuously to the edge of the arena before he could barely stabilize himself.
Xiao Chengyi's blood surged, his throat felt sweet, and he swallowed the blood about to spill out, his face pale, silently watching her stunning face.
Her heroic figure from a moment ago seemed to imprint on his heart, even dulling the pain a bit.
"Young General Xiao, you've lost," Shen Ruoxi said coldly.
Even in death, Xiao Chengyi didn't want to utter the word "lost" in front of Shen Ruoxi, or else he really couldn't face the world anymore!
